because waking up without you is like drinking from an empty cup
*sigh* I got home from America today. The flights were disastrous, I was a wreck from start to finish. On both of my flights, every seat was taken except the ones next to me :(
Chicago was just one horror after another - but what really tipped it off was going through security, having my bag searched with a swab, and hearing the lady say "I've found pot". Of course, I burst into tears at this, thinking someone had smuggled drugs into my bag. I then began cry/laughing when she told me she'd said pop, not pot.
I'm totally exhausted, but happy to be home with my family. Of course, I have left behind my other family in America, so its a lose-lose situation. It seems like everywhere I go, I'm always going to have this big gaping hole - I'll either miss my family like crazy or miss my Aaron.
I have written a big update on Our Blog tonight, and put up loads of snapshots I took on a disposable camera while I was there.